Rex

* Birth*

Ya! Rex has finally arrived! the little baby boy will grow to be a healthy chinchilla. I already love him!

*A year later*

Today is Rex's first birthday. We gave him treats and extra wood. He excitedly attacked the treats with joy and happiness. After his delicious snack, his mama scooped 'em up. She held him for a while. I suggested we sing to em. He looked as if he smiling as the voices went on with the melody. Little did we know, half a year would be the worst thing he would face.

*Half a year Later*

My heart sank. I knew he was getting worse but I didn't know what I could do besides be there and cry. Nobody could help him. Not even me. That was hard to deal with. Every squeak felt like a fresh wound in my chest. Knowing that any breath could be his last, I held my breath waiting for the moment of sadness that would smack the three of us. After a few seconds, the little lifeless body drifted slowly of his mama's chest. That image forced the salty water down my check. We tried to hear the little gasps but they stopped. Fingers on his body. Eyes on him. Holding our breathes, we could feel no chest movement. I couldn't help but scream silently. I looked away. Speechless and gasping, I looked to HER. She couldn't stop the tragedy from stopping. All she could do was watch it all go by. So could I. I wanted to help. Do CPR or something but I knew he was already gone.